We had a fire in our neighborhood a
while back. Everyone gathered a respectable distance away to watch
the fireman do their job. One of them said something that really
surprised me. He said he didn’t know who lived there and didn’t
know their names.
Do you know your neighbors? Do they
know you?
We went to grandparents day at our
grandson’s school. We met his teacher, went to his room, all the
usual stuff. Then we attended the chapel service. The story lesson
was the “Good Samaritan.” Who is neighbor to the man who fell
among the thieves?
Do you know your neighbors? Do they
know you?
Today everyone is so busy. Both
parents work. The kids are in school and after school care.
Everyone gets home at the same time. There’s a rush to get dinner,
get homework done, get baths and in bed and tomorrow it starts all
over again. Who has time for anything?
Do you know your neighbors? Do they
know you?
I hope that your house never catches on
fire. But imagine for a moment, as your neighbors gather to watch,
what will they say about you? “I didn’t know them. They seemed
like a nice family.”
To me that is a sad commentary on our
culture. I didn’t know them isn’t acceptable to me.
I challenge you to meet your neighbors
and make the offer to be their neighbor in more than just living on
the same block.
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